I'm Broke
I'm strugglin'
Fumblin'
Tryna figure out
How I'm gon' make these 15 dollars last
That's all in my account
These luxuries I'm spoiled with
I may have to soil it
My hair it looks a mess
Out here living check to check
Both my credit cards declined
I really wanna pay my tithes
That 10 percent gon' have to go to bills and some Top Ramen
Pay day's right around the corner
Bills are knocking at the door
Miss Sallie Mae gon' have to wait
I know I'm late but look here bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I've never had a way with words
God bless all the dreamers
That go get college degrees
Then they all end up like me
This don't make no fuckin sense
How I can't make a fuckin' cent
I'm talkin to God like (Can you hear me?)
It's been a while
Yes I'm your child
I may have gone out once or twice
Don't judge me or think I'm reckless
Those 15 dollar drinks I bought last week
I do regret it
Then my prayer's interrupted by this knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I never had a way with words
But god bless the dreamers
I never had a way with words
But god bless the dreamers
Tryna to make a dollar from a dime
My job is wasting time
I'm not happy where I am, but I gotta keep the lights on
I'm a dreamer
And my son dreams too
Then he wakes up and he wants his food
I'm not asking for much
But oh God I need your touch
I wanna see the world
When I touch down, my music's playing
Smile at my son and he smiling back and says
"Mama, we made it"
Then my prayer's interrupted by this knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Then I wake to someone knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke, I ain't got it
I ain't got shit
I ain't got it
I ain't got it
Fumblin'
Tryna figure out
How I'm gon' make these 15 dollars last
That's all in my account
These luxuries I'm spoiled with
I may have to soil it
My hair it looks a mess
Out here living check to check
Both my credit cards declined
I really wanna pay my tithes
That 10 percent gon' have to go to bills and some Top Ramen
Pay day's right around the corner
Bills are knocking at the door
Miss Sallie Mae gon' have to wait
I know I'm late but look here bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I've never had a way with words
God bless all the dreamers
That go get college degrees
Then they all end up like me
This don't make no fuckin sense
How I can't make a fuckin' cent
I'm talkin to God like (Can you hear me?)
It's been a while
Yes I'm your child
I may have gone out once or twice
Don't judge me or think I'm reckless
Those 15 dollar drinks I bought last week
I do regret it
Then my prayer's interrupted by this knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I never had a way with words
But god bless the dreamers
I never had a way with words
But god bless the dreamers
Tryna to make a dollar from a dime
My job is wasting time
I'm not happy where I am, but I gotta keep the lights on
I'm a dreamer
And my son dreams too
Then he wakes up and he wants his food
I'm not asking for much
But oh God I need your touch
I wanna see the world
When I touch down, my music's playing
Smile at my son and he smiling back and says
"Mama, we made it"
Then my prayer's interrupted by this knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Then I wake to someone knocking at my door
It's the landlord with his hand out
What you got your hand out for
Bitch
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke (I ain't got it)
I'm broke, I ain't got it
I ain't got shit
I ain't got it
I ain't got it
Credits
Writer(s): Jasmine Murray
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